The man quickly covered Lin Qing's mouth and used tape to bind it shut, rendering her unable to speak.
The driver cautiously glanced at Qiao Chuchu through the rearview mirror.
Qiao Chuchu lay motionless on the ground.
As the car drove further away, her figure gradually shrank into a tiny dot before disappearing completely from the rearview mirror.
Suddenly, Qiao Chuchu sprang up from the ground like a carp leaping out of water. She scanned her surroundings and found her discarded phone.
She scrambled over to it and decisively called the police!
She reported her current location, the direction the vehicle was heading, and the most likely destination to the officers. After hanging up, she rushed to Lin Qing's car!
Although the car window was broken, the vehicle was still drivable!
Qiao Chuchu started the engine and chased after the car based on her memory of the route.
According to the book, the car followed the road until it stopped at an old house near Lan City.
She drove forward, following the car’s path, and opened WeChat. She entered the family group she hadn’t visited in a long time and quickly added Lin Shen, sending several voice messages in rapid succession.
“Lin Qing has been kidnapped! She’s in grave danger. I’ve already called the police. I don’t care who’s free right now, but anyone who can spare the time, come and help me! We need to find more people to rescue Lin Qing! Oh, and the kidnappers are armed with guns!”
Pei Yuan immediately initiated a video call!
Qiao Chuchu placed her phone on the car mount and answered.
Pei Yuan’s face was filled with anxiety: “Qiao Chuchu, where are you? I told you to go shopping, how did you end up with Lin Qing and get kidnapped?!”
Qiao Chuchu, driving frantically, replied urgently: “I’m chasing the car! If I hadn’t pretended to be unconscious, they would’ve knocked me out. If I were really unconscious, it would’ve been too late to save her!”
Lin Shen joined the video call, running as he spoke: “Chuchu, I’m on my way now. Don’t go there, it’s too dangerous!”
Pei Buxian also joined the call, immediately scolding her: “Qiao Chuchu, you’re not allowed to go! Didn’t you call the police? We’re on our way to save her. Stay put and don’t cause any more trouble!”
Pei Che entered the video call but remained silent, frowning at Qiao Chuchu without saying a word.
Qiao Chuchu didn’t have time to look at the video participants. She tried to recall the plot’s key points to locate the car’s trail: “I’ve already called the police, but they need time, and so do you. Right now, I’m the closest. If I don’t save Lin Qing, who will?!”
Pei Yuan’s face darkened as he pulled out his IV drip and got off the hospital bed: “How are you going to save her? Just with your words? Do you even know what kind of people you’re dealing with? They have guns! What if you die?!”
Qiao Chuchu snapped back: “If I die, then I die!”
[I still have five chances to revive anyway, so what’s there to fear?! I can’t let Lin Qing be violated!!]
Pei Yuan: “?!”
Her palms were sweaty as she stared ahead: “Every minute she’s in the hands of those bastards is another minute of danger and torment.”
Qiao Chuchu grew angrier the more she thought about it, pounding the steering wheel: “Why?! Why is it that whenever a female character is in danger, it always has to involve sexual assault?!”
Her frustration boiled over: “When a man faces a setback, it’s about his business failing, his massive debts, or his family falling apart. But when it’s a woman, it’s always about sexual violence!”
“I almost went through that, and Lin Qing almost went through it too!”
Qiao Chuchu pressed the accelerator to the floor: “I’ll rescue Lin Qing in the shortest time possible. You all just wait to clean up the mess!”
Pei Yuan, already in his car with his phone, felt his mind explode: “What are you going to use to save her? Just the few years of martial arts you’ve learned?!”
The others also watched her nervously.
In the video, Qiao Chuchu’s expression was resolute as she stared ahead, spotting the Jeep that had kidnapped Lin Qing: “I’m here. I’ll send you the location. Give me ten minutes, and I’ll get her out. Just wait.”
Pei Yuan: “?”
Pei Che: “?”
Pei Buxian: “?”
Pei Fengnong: “?”
Lin Shen: “?”
Ten minutes???
Qiao Chuchu decisively ended the call.
Yes.
Ten minutes.
Years ago, when the system had granted her this skill, it had proudly explained:
—[Host, this reward of ours will automatically detect the lowest probability event in your life and enhance your abilities based on that.]
—[If we enhance your strengths, you’d be too overpowered, which would upset the balance. So we can only enhance areas you rarely use. Of course, if you use this ability to make money, it will gradually weaken back to its original state. We suggest you avoid doing that. It’s fine to use it in emergencies.]
—[Today, I’m giving you the skill of stealth.]
—[In dangerous situations, as long as you lock onto your target, your body will naturally react. You’ll move like a ghost to achieve your goal.]
—[But be warned, you’re invincible only as long as the enemy doesn’t notice you. Once they do, your ability to respond will drastically diminish, and that’s very dangerous.]
She had never imagined she’d actually use stealth one day.
She thought it was only good for sneaking snacks in the kitchen.
Qiao Chuchu took a deep breath: “I’ll rescue Lin Qing before those scumbags can harm her.”
A warm surge of energy coursed through her body, and a powerful force emanated from her fingertips.
Qiao Chuchu felt a plan forming in her mind as she smoothly hid behind the Jeep.
It was a rural three-room house.
Two burly men guarded the courtyard, while the rest of the group crowded into one of the rooms.
Silently, she bypassed the two men and made her way to the back of the kitchen, skillfully picking the lock and slipping inside.
A man entered the kitchen, laughing and calling out to the others inside: “I have to say, it’s the first time we’ve been hired to mess with a rich girl. Feels pretty good.”
Qiao Chuchu hid behind the door, and as the man entered the kitchen, she grabbed his neck and twisted it sharply!
Crack!
The man collapsed into her arms.
She quickly took the silenced gun from his waist and hid him under a pile of corn stalks used for heating.
After finishing, Qiao Chuchu couldn’t help but gasp: [I’m so cool, like, effortlessly cool. I can’t imagine how awesome this would look if it were filmed.]
Lin Qing, lying on the bed with a pale face, suddenly perked up her ears.
Qiao Chuchu was here?
Her heart raced uncontrollably!
How did she get in?
She had told her not to come, it was too dangerous!
The gang leader walked over to Lin Qing, pinched her face, and spoke in a lecherous tone, his breath foul: “You’re a pretty little thing, like a damn celebrity.”
Lin Qing glared at him coldly.
The leader smirked: “Let’s take a photo to prove we’ve kidnapped you, and then we can get started.”
He took out his phone and snapped a picture of Lin Qing.
The angle was vulgar, capturing her from head to toe, even her feet.
Lin Qing suppressed her disgust, her mind racing.
How was Qiao Chuchu here?
If she was here, wouldn’t she be in danger too?
